[00:18.011]Sorrow ever awaits on joy
[00:23.320]And has rendered me to pieces
[00:49.928]You who must stoop to view the skies
[00:56.570]Stoop amongst the dying
[01:02.689]Libera eos Domine
[01:17.616]Stoop to slake this thirst
[01:57.977]My sorrow can no more lament
[02:05.693]There is no arm to cling to
[02:09.987]Stoop to slake this thirst
[03:06.606]I silently wait, and claw my eyes
[03:14.317]Libera eos Domine
[03:31.320]Silent, silently
[04:22.589]Waiting, to gorge on solitude
[05:01.128]When will my sorrow begin to pale?
[05:38.656]And to my head I raise these flowers
[05:47.680]Yellowed, withered
[06:00.990]Silent, silently
[06:08.981]Waiting, to gorge on solitude
[06:20.407]When will my sorrow begin to pale?